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The Burglary.

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           "WasthisEnglishmanprotectingyou?"

           "No,notme,butayoungCorsican,mycompanion."

           "WhatwasthisyoungCorsican’sname?"

           "Benedetto."

           "IsthathisChristianname?"

           "Hehadnoother;hewasafoundling."

           "Thenthisyoungmanescapedwithyou?"

           "Hedid."

           "Inwhatway?"

           "WewereworkingatSt.Mandrier,nearToulon.DoyouknowSt.Mandrier?"

           "Ido."

           "Inthehourofrest,betweennoonandoneo’clock"—

           "Galley-slaveshavinganapafterdinner!Wemaywellpitythepoorfellows!"saidtheabbe.

           "Nay,"saidCaderousse,"onecan’talwaysworkoneisnotadog."

           "Somuchthebetterforthedogs,"saidMonteCristo.

           "Whiletherestslept,then,wewentawayashortdistance;weseveredourfetterswithafiletheEnglishmanhadgivenus,andswamaway."

           "AndwhatisbecomeofthisBenedetto?"

           "Idon’tknow."

           "Yououghttoknow."

           "No,intruth;wepartedatHyeres."And,togivemoreweighttohisprotestation,Caderousseadvancedanothersteptowardstheabbe,whoremainedmotionlessinhisplace,ascalmasever,andpursuinghisinterrogation."Youlie,"saidtheAbbeBusoni,withatoneofirresistibleauthority.

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